Ancestor, ancestor! ”

The little disciple hurriedly ran into the mysterious palace, this disciple looked no more than ten years old, his half-long hair was tied on the top of his head, he was pinned to a short wooden hairpin, and he was wearing the Taoist robe of the narrow-sleeved Mountain Sect, which made the whole person Yuxue cute, but his small face was full of panic.

The little disciple is none other than one of the children who Zhou Muhai took care of when he was undercover in Shaoyang, and later Lin Jiu led people to level Shaoyang and start the Qianshan Sect, and these children with spiritual roots were also left behind and became Lin Jiu's little apprentice army.

"Yelling what? I have something to do with your senior brother, what are you going to do here?! ”

Before the little disciple entered the small mountain gate, he was stopped by Zheng Yi who appeared in the oblique thorn, Zheng Yi was also wearing a mountain sect robe, but the color was darker, and the corners of the clothes had a little auspicious cloud pattern, which looked more refined than the workmanship worn by the little disciple. The originally short hair has grown a little longer after half a year, and only a small tail is tied at the back of the head near the neck, which looks lazy and lazy.

"Uncle Yi, the big and small formations in our sect are all in chaos! Senior brother has already gone to repair it, so call me to ......"

"What?! Something happened to the formation? ”

Zheng Yi instantly put away the appearance of the hanging child, pointed out the direction to the little disciple, and then took out the flying sword and jumped up, and the figure disappeared from the small mountain gate in an instant.

"Shizun is sleeping there, just go and make trouble with him, I'll go and see first."

"Oooh!"

The little disciple quickly ran towards the small mountain gate, and his heart was tangled, this Uncle Yi was really strange...... No wonder the senior brothers told them to stay away from Uncle Yi.

Outside the thirty-two peaks, Zhou Muhai stood on the spirit sword, his hands were full of spiritual power, most of the formations of the Qianshan Sect instantly failed, and all the spirit stones lost their connection, Zhou Muhai was rescuing, these small formations were all arranged by him with Lin Jiu little by little, and no one knew the structure better than him.

Zhou Muhai activated the spiritual power one by one according to the location of the spirit stones in his memory, and the formations resumed operation one by one, but when he turned his head, he saw Zheng Yi stepping on the spirit sword and jumping out of the woods, his hands trembled subconsciously, and a spirit stone was invalid.

Zhou Muhai: ......

Zhou Muhai took out a low-level spirit stone from the storage ring to fill the previous vacancy, and the fingers in his hand flew over, and another formation was successfully remedied.

Why did the formation suddenly fail? He's still here...... Wrong!

Zhou Muhai suddenly thought of a possibility, and he couldn't go on anymore, even his wrists began to tremble, a mistake, the spirit sword suddenly lost control, and Zhou Muhai's whole person fell from mid-air to the mutated thorny ground!

"Hey, Zhou Muhai!"

It was the first time for Zheng Yi to see Zhou Muhai so out of shape, obviously, Zhou Muhai thought of going with him, and hurriedly controlled the spirit sword under his feet to sink quickly, reaching out to catch the person.

Unexpectedly, Zhou Muhai only lost his mind for a short time, borrowed force from Zheng Yi's sword hilt, and his whole face was extremely close to Zheng Yi, and he was stunned to flip his falling action in the air, retreat backwards, and landed on a big tree not far away.

Zheng Yi only felt that just now, he even counted the eyelashes on Zhou Muhai's good-looking eyelids, and looked at Zhou Muhai directly widening the distance between the two, pursed his lips, and felt a strange unhappiness in his heart.

"You, are you alright?"

"Well, thank you."

Zhou Muhai threw out dozens of formation patterns from the storage ring, and fell into Zheng Yiman's arms like snowflakes, before Zheng Yi could react, Zhou Muhai had already re-sacrificed the spirit sword and disappeared into the heavy branches.

"Remedy these formations according to the drawings, if something goes wrong......"

What was the half of the sentence that Zhou Muhai didn't say, Zheng Yi didn't have to think about it, stared at the direction of Zhou Muhai's departure for a long time, Zheng Yi retracted his gaze, and looked at the thick pile of formation maps in his hand, and the pimple on his brows was enough to wipe out the nearby Flying Insect Kingdom.

His talent is good, his brain is bright, he was stimulated by Zhou Muhai and was willing to endure hardships in cultivation, he had successfully built a foundation not long ago, and his cultivation speed was even better than Zhou Muhai at the beginning.

However, Zhou Muhai loves formations, and has been learning from Lin Jiu's side since a long time ago, Zheng Yi also learned under the influence of Zhou Muhai, but three days of fishing and two days of drying nets, what he is most afraid of is deduction and calculation.

After thinking about it, it was not a bad idea for Zhou Muhaiken to teach him such a confidential thing...... Uh, hmm, trust?

Thinking of this, Zheng Yi's mood improved strangely, and even the formation drawings in his hand looked a lot cuter, and he slowly began to work for Zhou Muhai.

Zhou Muhai's mind was far less complicated than Zheng Yi's, stepping on the flying sword all the way back to the array, and it happened that the Xuanyi Ancestor was also troubled by the little disciple, squatting on the array and looking at the mountain protection array, his body did not move, and he restored the formation directly on the array.

"Uncle Shi, what the hell is going on? Master respects her ......"

Xuan Yi shook his head, his face was calm, and he raised his hand to stop Zhou Muhai's words.

"You don't have to ask, and you don't have to worry."

"It's useless to worry."

"Uncle Shi!"

"Although the spiritual power in the formation is turbulent, it is condensed but not dispersed, you know what I mean, right?" A few wisps of spiritual power drilled out from Xuanyi's fingertips, covering the last few spirit stones, and a quiet hum of the formation was heard in the sky above the Qianshan Sect, and the unique mist of the beetle snake fog bead began to rise again outside the thirty-two peaks, "This beetle snake's fog bead is an unavoidable material for the mountain protection array, I have only seen it twice in the Shaoyang Xiao Qian. ”

"The person who can make the beetle snake offer this treasure must be blessed with great luck...... But as the saying goes, if you are full of money, you will lose, and if you are full of good things, they are all calamities, so it is useless for you to worry. ”

"Instead of worrying about her, it's better to take care of the portal for her, so that your master has no worries."

After Xuanyi repaired the big array and said a far-reaching but useless, he finally didn't hold back his positive shape, raised his hand and stretched his waist, twisted his neck, and walked away!

Zhou Muhai lowered his head, his fingers subconsciously rubbed the ring on his hand, no matter how turbulent his heart was, it was to no avail.

Xuan Yi said a lot, the focus was on those few words, it was useless to think about it, and he couldn't help anything, which made Zhou Muhai's confidence gradually built up by his long-term cultivation suddenly rewind to a few years ago when Tuanzi was about to be born - at that time, he could only watch his master suffer, and he couldn't help anything, and he still needed Lin Jiu to protect him when he came.

When his parents died, he couldn't do anything, even if the hatred in his heart surged into a sea, he still couldn't do anything......

What else could he do? What could he do?

Such a powerless moment, he never wanted to experience it again.

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